Saturday, July 29, 2006

On good Catholic books, that is, old ones, and being a quixotic young man
From Arturo Vasquez
As a teenager, I was an auxiliary member of the now defunct Legion of Mary here in Hollister, and I used to go with my mother and a blind saint named Genevieve to visit the people in this nursing home. There I learned much about suffering and compassion, and how our society likes to dispose of people who are old, useless, and unpleasant to look at.

The foundation of the Legion of Mary, as you may know, is St. Louis de Montfort's
True Devotion to Mary. This book, along with the writings of St. Alphonsus de Liguori and St. Peter Eymard, gave me a strong sense of what the traditional spirituality of the Roman Catholic Church was. It also caused a whole lot of confusion in my life since I saw that times had changed and I couldn't explain why. To this day I can't.

When you are young, you are very impressionable. These books gave me a vision of what the Church had been: an incarnational religion that passed on traditions from one generation to the next. They gave me a sense of the inevitability of death, repentance, true love and eternal life.
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